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It was a dark summer night. A Tuesday, I think. My mother was out getting some things in the city. She said she wouldn't be long, but parents, as much as they say that, somehow always end up taking longer. Not that I minded; it was a chance to have so time to myself without worrying about someone will barge in. I'm not self-centred, I know the world doesn't revolve around me. It's just, well, if YOU we're trying to sit back and enjoy life, and someone keeped asking you to do something, even if you don't mind helping like I do, you would be upset too. I mean, when da Vinci was painting the Mona Lisa, it's not like some guy just kicked open his door and shouted "Hey Leo! Could you a make flying machine for me?" Of course not (no offense to any Italian people of course)! Of course, I couldn't paint to save my life. I stick to pencil, and even that could use a little work.

But anyway, before I get off topic (I do that sometimes), I was alone in the house, on my laptop, just like any other night. Wasn't sure what to do; a smart guy like me could think of all kinds of things, but I guess the mind is limited to just whatever thought can shout louder then the others and grab your mind. For me, that thought was "Google 'guardian spirits'! You might read something good there!" So I did, and after scanning a few pages, I found a webpage called "ChannelYourSpirit.ca" I read it; mostly a bunch of new age mumbo-jumbo. Then, at one point, something grabbed my eye. Some old passage for calling these spirits, written in latin. The website said to 'read it aloud and your spirit would come calling'. Geez, if you need to know latin to get some help, no wonder there's still world hunger. I tried it anyway. The house was empty, so I guess it could be fun to do it for laughs.

So I read out loud "Adeo mihi phasmatis , EGO sum egenus vestri succurro! Utrum brevis vel procerus , pilosus vel levis , fossor vel calx - visio , adeo mihi iam , procul cito passus!" I waited. Nothing happened. "Oh well," I shrugged, "It was a nice thought." So, the next thought that popped into my head told me to go to Youtube and watch some Simple Plan. But then, about half-way through "I'm Just A Kid", there was knock at the door! "Who could it be?" I thought. Couldn't be mom, she as the keys. Couldn't be anyone else, it was 8:30 at night. So I went downstairs to the door to see who it was. For some reason, people mostly use our back door more then the front, so that's where I went. I unlocked it and poked my head out. "Hello?" I said, a bit unnerved by this. My answer was a sudden blast of cold air in my face, like a wind all the way from the Yukon came to my door just to blow in my face. I could tell it was no summer breeze; that was the kind of wind that makes ice just by going past. I closed and locked the door, unsure of what just happend. I walked upstairs, but my room was now alot colder. I didn't even have the AC on or anything!

Just as I tried to figure that one out, a clawed hand tapped me on the shoulder, and a voice whispered "You called?" I screamed and hit the deck. The voice was laughing her (I could tell it was a female voice) head off. I looked up and it was an arctic fox, an anthro vixen! I stammered for a little bit, before spitting out "Who are you?"

"Your guardian spirit." the vixen answered back, in a kind of sexy sort of tone, "The name's Nor'easter, but you can call me 'N'."

"Wow, that stuff on the website was right!" I said in awe. "Wow, you're hot." That was an understatement. Her deep brown eyes, her modestly curved body, her fluffy white tail; they all screamed "goddess" in my eyes. What really surprized me was that, for a spirit, she had some pretty modern clothes; a green t-shirt and a pair of shorts.

N walked up to me (turns out we were about to same height) and told me "Matthew, Matthew, Matthew, you're so nice." I was about to interupt to ask about how she knew my name, but then I remebered that she was my guardian spirit. "I remeber when I was told I was going to guide you in life, I was so happy. You were such a cute baby, and now a very handsome young man."

I stuttered "I-I-I'm not handsome." I started to blush.

N countinued "And so modest. Your very nice, and from what I've seen you think, you could make some girl really happy someday."

Now my face was really red. "You can read my mind?"

N smiled and nodded her head "Yep. I know what you think, I know how you feel, and I know what your doing 24/7. It's all part of the job."

Now I was so red, a sat down on my bed, sure that the blood in my legs were needed in my face. "Everything?" I asked. N confirmed my fears with another nod. If your someone like me who really hasn't dated anyone before and feels kind of lonely in the love deparment, you can understand what this meant for me.

N must have been reading my mind again, because she explained to me "Oh don't worry. I don't mind watching you." She flashed my a sly smile that only a fox could pull off. I was still red, but not from embarrassment; I was a little turned on now. I was getting so hot that I had to bring up something before I caught on fire. "So, does everyone have guardian spirits?" I asked, starting to have my face losing it's red.

"No." answered N, looking at my things. "Some people have the abillty to guide themselves through life, even if it's in the wrong direction. Others, like you, are picked from birth to have a guardian spirits to help them through life, and have happy lives. Most of these people don't know, and that really helps them live their lives, but sometimes we have to step in and help them, and, well, you did call me."

I had lost all of the blush in my face, and now I really wanted to know what was going to happen. "So how are you going to help?" I asked.

"I'm going to give you a gift that will really help you." N told me. She stopped me before I could ask what it was. "Don't tell me. I know you wouldn't want a diffrent life. You like yourself and your family too much for that. I see you like to draw, so I could give you great skills at drawing, but that seems like a little light. I could make it that girls can't get enough of you, but everybody knows that never works out." She was really reading me like a book. It's like I had the best PR agent ever. She picked up my sketchpad and flipped through pictures of my fursona.

She continued "I see your quite the furry." I nodded my head. I am pretty proud of that fact. "How about this? I could give you the power of shape-shifting into all these...what's the word?" For someone who knew more about me then my own parents, she didn't seem to catch on to the fandom's lingo too well.

"Anthros." I told her.

"Yeah, anthros. Just be able to switch between human and anthro. Would you like that?"

I jumped off the bed and gave her a big hug. Her fur was very soft. "Yes!" I shouted, "That would be perfect! I could be the first ever true anthro in the fandom, in the whole world in fact! I would be known far and wide... or at least I could make alot of cash doing magic shows or something."

"OK, there is your gift then." said N, looking me in the eyes. "But I have to tell you that if you have that power, it can and will be passed on to anyone your physically intimate with, and to any of your childern as well." My reaction was a simple "We that's only fair. Besides, I think any girl who would stick around after me explaining that to her is worth giving that gift to. And our kids as well."

"Also," she explained, rubbing the back of her neck "sometimes, but not always, you will get a little...how do I put this? Umm...in need of release?" I understood what that meant. I told her "N, I'm a teenager with no girlfriend. That's what I feel about half the time! This shouldn't be that big of a step."

"Alright, but there's one more thing I have to tell you. The way I give you the gift is well..." N added. "What?" I asked.

"Well, I have to kiss you." she told me, starting to blush.

I started to blush again as well. "You mean, like you're my girlfriend?"

"Something like that." she explaned, rubbing the back of her neck. I sat down on my bed and said "OK, let's do this." N sat down on my lap and I rested my head back on my pillow. N blew a small breath of cool air on the back of my neck. It was cold at first, but then it started to feel really warm. We began to make out, although N seemed a bit better at it then me, until I started to feel my tongue grow wider and flater like N's. I could feel the gift working already. My ears were growing pointed and moving to the top of my head. My face began to push out into a canine's. The storys of transformation I read said this was painful with bones changing shape and organs morphing, but this just made kissing N hotter, not to mention easier, as my anatomy started to fit her's. I could feel the soft undercoat begin to sprout all over my body.

For a moment, we stopped. I asked why and N told me "It's your left eye, it's turning brown." "Oh yeah," I explained, sounding like my voice was changing to a more confident tone, "my fursona has heterochromia. You know, two different eye colours." We soon went back to kissing. My nose started to wet and suddenly was filled by smells I never noticed before. I could smell myself, the scent I had left in my room from living in it over the years, and I could also smell N. She smelt like fresh barries, so sweet.... At the same time, I could feel my tail start to grow. That's the other thing those TF storys said, that the person ends up with their clothes getting recked by their new body, but my clothes were morphing to fit my body. My boxers and pants even formed a hole to fit the growing tail.

My arms and legs, which at this point had been mostly unchanged not counting the growing fur, started to morph too. My plams and fingertips started to turn hard and form into pawpads. My fingernails sharpened to form claws. My heel receded into my foot as my ankle stretched up to form a hock. Soon, my legs were completly digitigrade in shape. Soon, my transformation was complete, but my libido was going at the speed of light. I laid N down on the bed and kissed her on the neck, but she stopped me before I could do anything else.

"No," she said, pushing me back. "I can't let you do anymore then making out." I gave her the sad puppy look, "But why?" "It's the rule. You're too young for us to do anything. It's one of the rules of guardian spirits. Listen, I don't want to stop you either, but rules are rules. We'll just have to wait."

I couldn't beat that logic. Plus, I figured if I tried to beat it, something terrible would happen to me and N. So I decided to get my mind off sex (there's an impossible feat ;) and asked "So, now that I have the power, how do I shape shift?"

N said "If you want to transform, just think about the anthro you want to be and it happens. If you want to change back to your human self, just think about that." I grabbed my PJ's, some black shorts and a light t-shirt and began to head downstairs. "I'm going to take a shower." I told her.

When I came back up, I saw N, only now she was dressed in some sleepwear herself: a pink nightshirt with matching bottoms. I blushed a bit as I heard the back door open. It was mom! It's a good thing I came out of the shower when I did, or she would have seen me like this, and I think that would be hard to explain.

"Matt, I'm home!" she shouted. N and me could see the panic in each other's eyes. I pulled an exuse out of my butt to make sure she wouldn't come upstairs. "Hey mom. I would come done, but I'm really tired, so I'm going right to bed."

"What's up with your voice?" she asked. I covered my mouth, like if I had just given away what had happened, because I almost did. I answered back "Oh, just somthing in my throat. Good night." I closed the door, trying to make sure that there wasn't a slam to alert mom. I breathed a sigh of relief as I turned my attention to N. I asked "What's with the get up?"

N dropped onto my bed and patted the covers. "What do you think?" she said with that sly vixen smile. "The rules say that we can't do it. They don't say anything about sleeping in the same bed." That was good, because her being in the room kept it nice and cool on an otherwise sweltering heat. I laid down on the bed and nuzzled N. "Hey, N?" I said. "Yeah?" she responded. "Thanks." I told her. Soon, we drifted off to sleep.